I think I’ve finally reached a conclusion about how I feel about Facebook, and that is that I believe it to be more harmful to me than helpful.
I am not someone who feels compelled to compare my life to the lives of others, but that is something that becomes inevitable when facebook is in the equation.
I also have a hard time seeing masses of people being rude, intolerant, or desperate in a public forum. It makes me genuinely feel depressed, and from what I’ve read, that is a pretty common response.
I took a couple months away from facebook to see how I would feel about it. I didn’t miss it. In fact, my quality of life went up… and when I took the time to log in again, I instantly felt anxious and depressed.
For me, facebook is like being at a party, and the room is full of people who are all yelling out whatever pops into their head as soon as they’ve got an idea. I have a hard time being at parties like that in real life, so it seems silly to try to subject myself to a virtual one.
I guess I am more interested in having genuine conversations with people, and I only want to be involved in intimate aspects of peoples lives if they invite me in. Does that make sense? I feel like I am being a little vague here, but ultimately what I’m trying to say is that I really can’t do it anymore. I don’t want to participate in something that makes people feel wretched (myself included).
That leaves me in something of an awkward situation, because I know this blog has several followers on facebook. I think for now I am going to leave the blog page up (so posts keep being published there for the people who use that to connect back to the blog) but please do not send any messages to the page, as they will not be answered.
If you feel the desire to contact me, please continue to email firstname.lastname@example.org.